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"FOR now?" Percy asked, "You're undetermined," Luke explained patiently, "They don't know what cabin to put you in, so you're here. Cabin eleven takes all newcomers, all visitors. Naturally, we would. Hermes, our patron, is the god of travelers." Pandora and Percy looked at the tiny section of floor they'd given them. They had nothing to put there to mark it as their own, no luggage, no clothes, no sleeping bags. Just the minotaur's horns. They thought about setting that down, but then they remembered that hermes was also the god of thieves.
They looked around at the camper's face, some sullen and suspicious, some grinning stupidly, some eyeing percy and pandora as if they were waiting for a chance to pick their pockets.
"How long will we be here?" Pandora asked, "Good question," Leah said, smiling at the girl in front of her, "Until you're determined." Pandora frowned and glanced at percy, "How long will it take?" She asked, the campers laughed.
"Come on," Annabeth told them, "We'll show you the volleyball court." She said, "We've already seen it." Pandora furrowed her brow, "Come on." Annabeth grabbed her wrist and midas grabbed percy by the shirt and the two campers dragged them outside. They could hear the kids of cabin eleven laughing behind them.
When they were a few feet away, Annabeth said, "Jackson, you have to be better than that." Pandora and percy shared confused looks, "What?" Percy asked the girl.
Annabeth rolled her eyes and mumbled under her breath, "I can't believe we thought you were the ones." Midas rolled his eyes, "You thought they were the ones. Not me." He shrugged and annabeth glared at him, opening her mouth to argue back.
"What's your problem?" Percy asked the two, He was getting angry now. "All i know is, we kill some bull guy—"
"Don't talk like that!" Annabeth told them. "You know how many kids at this camp wish they'd had your chance?" She asked.
"T-to get killed?" Pandora stammered, staring at annabeth for a second then looking at the boy next to her, Midas scoffed and unfolded his arms, "To fight the minotaur! What do you think we train for?" He asked the siblings.
Percy shook his head. "Look, if the thing we fought really was the minotaur, the same one in the stories.."
"Yes." Annabeth nodded, Pandora looking over at her brother, "Then there's only one." Percy looked at Midas, annabeth and pandora. "Yes."
"And he died, like, a gajillion years ago, right? Theseus killed him in the labyrinth. So.."
"Monsters don't die, percy. They can be killed. But they don't die." Midas informed, "Oh, thanks. That clears it up." Percy nodded, his eyes lingering on midas making pandora roll her eyes.
